Wednesday, October 10, 2012

I See a Red Door

“I see a red door and I want it painted black...” Stones fans...anyone?For over a year I have been wanting to paint my front door. My husband finally acquiesced. And as with most of our best home improvement projects...I bought the supplies and he did the physical labor.

OK, we did not have a red door, exactly, but more of a burgundy is actually closer to the truth. And I didn’t go with black…a shade of blue,
actually.

My 9yo keeps asking why we painted the door “Carolina Blue” to which
we repeatedly respond that it is NOT Carolina Blue…unless of course, our
friends from NC are seeping into our brains and surreptitiously telling us
what colors to choose…

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